rant.

there are 2 kinds of 'problems' to worry about, the one worth worrying for and another which just wastes your time. the one that's worth worrying for can be constructed to produce beneficial outcomes. your future, your job, your next meal. this kind of worry spurs you to be better. 

the other set of worries, perhaps, drives you into anxiety and makes you less of a person than you already are. 'where i can get the next iphone', am i ever going to find the right person, worrying that you'll never find that nicely fit shirt. 

when we mirror our problems with those who really have problems, i think we should come to realise how miniscule our 'problems' really are. it's all a matter of perspective and attitude. 

it's been a week of complaining. of hearing complaints. of different kind of whining. 

it has become sort of an annoyance to me. people begin to annoy me. 

you all need to wake the fuck up.